Chapter 920: Chapter 908: The Void Journey, Begins! Chapter 920: Chapter 908: The Void Journey, Begins! “In no more than a hundred years, you should set out!”

Within the Imperial Palace, Michaela whispered in Mureya’s ear as they embraced, her words laden with a trace of regret. Her cultivation had always lagged a tier behind Mureya’s, never catching up to him.

“No matter, I will wait for you. When the time comes, we will descend upon a world just like my parents did, and together we will break through our limits to become epics,” Mureya said with a laugh as he held Michaela in his arms.

“There’s no need to wait for me. You go first, and I will catch up to you!” Michaela’s eyes lit up upon hearing Mureya’s words, but then she soon shook her head, rejecting Mureya’s suggestion.

“I can suppress my cultivation to wait for you!”

“But I don’t want to become a burden that holds you back!” Michaela said as she looked up at Mureya, her platinum irises brimming with earnestness. “I am not a burden, and I will never become one!”

“I understand,” Mureya smiled and gently stroked Michaela’s soft hair. “Then I will make my departure first!”

…

A piece of news swept through the Erathia World like a ferocious storm—the founding emperor of the Senapus Empire, Mureya Iapertos Elonsas, announced his abdication on the day of his six-hundredth birthday.

On the same day, his eldest son, Aeolus Iapertos Michael Elonsas, officially declared himself the second emperor of the Empire. His wedding ceremony and coronation took place simultaneously on this day.

On this day, the powers that had received news beforehand and were invited, sent their envoys or important members to bear witness to this power transition ceremony with the utmost seriousness.

This was because both the new emperor himself and his wife, the Empire’s second queen, came from extraordinary backgrounds—the queen was a Pureblood Titan.

The implications of this were profound enough for many powers to give it much thought—fearing the meanings it represented.

This could mean that the Titan Tribe was no longer content with their “small” cluster of islands abroad; perhaps they wanted more—a vaster land and more resources.

The second queen of the Senapus Empire being a Pureblood Titan was the best proof of the Titan Tribe’s expansion.

Many power brokers immersed in politics, accustomed to using their progeny or clan descendants to trade for benefits, saw it just this way. To them, this power transition ceremony combined with the wedding held deeply significant implications, a result of their ingrained thinking.

As for this, Mureya, presiding over his son’s wedding, was well aware and scoffed at the notion. The Titan Tribe harbored no such chaotic thoughts.

The reason Aeolus’ queen was a Pureblood Titan was simply that this particular Titan was the object of Aeolus’ affection. After considerable effort to prove his strength, he had successfully made her his partner.

Standing below the high platform with Michaela, Mureya looked down at his son’s wedding with a smile curling on his lips as he spotted the blue-haired, waist-length youth with a masked, servant-like figure beside his daughter-in-law.

“Father! Mother!”

Aeolus stepped forward alongside his wife, a not yet of age Titan female Milissa, standing in front of Mureya.

“From today onwards, you are the emperor!” Mureya stood up, looked at his son, who returned his gaze with calm and poise, and showed a look of reassurance. He then removed the crown he wore, which controlled the 132 Floating Cities of Xena Pus, and placed it solemnly on his son’s head,
“The empire I conquered, from today on, I formally hand over to you!”

“Father, I will not let you down. I will make the Empire even better!” Aeolus affirmed with determination in his voice once the crown was set upon his head. After traveling the world, he had come to appreciate the beauty in the empire his father built but also saw its shortcomings.

“I believe you can achieve this,” Mureya nodded, knowing well the effort he had invested; if Aeolus could not further advance the foundation he had established, it would be too heartbreaking for him.

…

“This burden is finally lifted!” Standing aside, watching his son take his former place, Mureya sighed to his wife.

“What are you planning to do next?”

“Of course, I’m going to take you around the world to see the sights!” Mureya wrapped his arm around his wife’s waist, and at the same time, the couple vanished silently from within the imperial palace.

“Have you prepared everything you need?” Michaela asked Mureya as they traveled through the spatial rifts.

“Don’t worry! It’s been hundreds of years since I’ve fought a war, my legions are all stockpiled!” Mureya responded with full confidence.

As he responded, his mental power also ventured into a semi-plane, an oddity in terms of spatial structure, divided into upper, middle, and lower tiers.

In the top tier of the semi-plane, the air wafted with a holy aura, the golden sunlight shone upon the land, and angels clothed in holy light herded seemingly peaceful battle beasts. Seen from above, this scene exuded an exceptional stillness and harmony, brimming with a healing sensation.

The middle tier of the semi-plane was strikingly similar to the material world, with mountains, prairies, basins, hills, rivers, and lakes… This layer possessed all the terrain types of the material world, unlike the purity of the layer above, and it teemed with elements of all kinds.

Consistent with the complexity of this layer, the residing creatures were also exceedingly varied: over ten different kinds of giants from various elements, twenty different types of dragons, and a multitude of fierce-looking battle beasts of diverse natures.

The lowest tier of the semi-plane was a sea filled with death Qi, above which transparent steel ghost ships drifted, while below, enormous and fierce shadows occasionally swept through the waters.

This was Mureya’s semi-plane, with all three tiers combined, the total area exceeding three million square kilometers—a colossal semi-plane larger than the divine kingdoms of some lesser deities.

The vastness of Mureya’s semi-plane is mainly credited to his traveling exploits in his early years. When he first established his empire, his semi-plane was nowhere near as vast.

Its current size owes much to the agreement he made with the Elf Race after establishing his nation. In the Legal Code, he decreed that elves of any kind could live freely within the Senapus Empire.

Anything that dares to harm or capture elves for trade is subject to heavy punishment—death is only the beginning.

Mureya’s strong protection of elves in the Legal Code also garnered appropriate rewards from the Elf Race. First, the Elves of the Titan Islands spared no expense to snap off a branch of the World Tree and present it to him. Second, various other elven powers scattered around the world also gave him rarities hardly found anywhere else.

He received three seeds of the Eternal Tree alone, and as for seeds of the Tree of Life, he got no fewer than seventeen. Of course, Mureya planted all these Tree of Life seeds directly on the Senapus Subcontinent, where he built elf cities centered around the Trees of Life that grew from those seeds.

As for the seeds of the Eternal Tree, he directly gave them to his three daughters as birthday gifts, and the best branch of the World Tree, he unhesitatingly planted in his own semi-plane.

The powerful vitality allowed the World Tree branch to take root and sprout in Mureya’s semi-plane. From that moment on, what had originally been a patchwork half-plane comprised of his plunder from various places truly unified and healed, becoming an indivisible whole.

Then, as of today, his semi-plane, supported by the Eternal Tree of Life that evolved from the World Tree branch, expanded to its current size, achieving a perfect balance and cycle among its three tiers.

…In the years that followed, Mureya took Michaela around the world for pleasure trips, and after they’d seen all the sights it had to offer, Michaela guided him on a tour through the Boundless Heavenly Realm.

This was a delightful journey, but what slightly irked Mureya was that his three daughters, less than a decade into their marriage honeymoon, found them and quite unreasonably joined in. This made Mureya feel that his three little cotton-padded jackets were not so thoughtful after all.

…

In a tranquil town located within the Senapus Empire, in the backyard of a bookstore, a languid and rosy-cheeked lady slowly opened her eyes, then sat up from the soft bed.

She habitually turned her head, seeking the presence of her husband, and then a familiar figure entered her sight; a black-haired young man bathed in morning sunlight, leisurely sipping tea and reading the paper.

However, this normally unnoticeable scene provoked a subtle change in the lady’s expression, gradually becoming expressionless: “So the time has come, huh? But to leave like this without even saying goodbye, and to pal off a mere incarnation to deal with me, you think this is alright?”

In the lady’s eyes, where her husband should have been basking in sunlight, leisurely drinking tea and reading the newspaper, there was only an Axe Spear entwined with a faint aura of the Rules!

“Parting is too easily associated with saddening emotions, so rather than making it awkward, isn’t it better to be straightforward?” The young man heard his wife’s skepticism, set down the newspaper, turned to look at her, and said, “Don’t you agree? Michael!”

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